We carry moist towelettes. A *Mostly* Germ-Free TR ........

[dismom9761]

HI! I am glad that you were feeling better though the heat was brutal.
The pictures are great-wow BIG fry!
Looking forward to more.

BTW,boys are much easier! Just my opinion though.

 

[Muffinygood]

This is not sounding good! I have a very bad feeling about where this is leading!

The Drama is on it's way! Thanks for reading!

Hey you ate. now hope you keep it down.

sounds like a nice day at Epcot. Fish and Chips sound so good. OOh rides and drama at MGM???

Looking forward to the next installment.

I have been hankering for those darned fish and chips since I came home! When I say it was the BEST food I've ever tasted, I think I mean it! It was SO good! Rides and drama up tomorrow. Unfortunately, today had enough drama and I couldn't come home and type any! Glad you are here still and reading along!

That you are strating to feel human again. I look like a dork in a hat, but I always wear one at WDW. Will never wear one at home though DH thinks I am just nuts.

I hope the last sentence of your installment is not foreshadowing of bad things to come

AH, foreshadowing! Love it! Yes the drama is all coming tomorrow. You'll laugh, you'll cry. Well, you might feel a bit bad anyhoo..... My M.I.L. was completely aghast that I didn't wear a hat in that FL sun. She told all the little old ladies at the "red hat" group. They all think I'm an idiot now...argh. Guess I'll buy me one of them straw cowboy hats! thanks for reading along!

Another fabolous update

I hear ya aboiut the hats, I don't normally wear them either.

But in Disney, I make the exception and boy do they help a lot with that darn sun

Wow...that was a big fry!!!!!

Great Cliffhanger, drama up next!!!!!

Hope we dont have to wait too long

I will be writing the DRAMA part tomorrow. Stay tuned! The hat thing is going to haunt me forever. Such a small thing to do to ensure survival...ha! Yes, that's the grandpappy of all french fries.....Thanks for reading along!

That's too bad that N would not allow visits to any of the other countries.

At least you were able to get some food in your system!

I am afraid for you after that forewarning in the hat buying story.:scared:

Yes, the lack of a silly hat might kill me. OOHHH. Foreshadowing....oooohhh. Not visiting the other countries was fine. We go to Disney enough that I wasn't feeling like I was missing out on too much. And, it was HIS birthday. Now, if it was MY birthday we'd NEVER leave the darn World Showcase.

HI! I am glad that you were feeling better though the heat was brutal.
The pictures are great-wow BIG fry!
Looking forward to more.

BTW,boys are much easier! Just my opinion though.

Glad you concure! I knew you'd have an opinion with your "full house" over there... It was so hot my brains felt cooked. They felt like that french fry. Toasty and a bit crunchy.

Glad you are here to read. I'm loving yours too!

 

[pixe*dst]

Just tuning in. I'm sorry you were sick at Disney. There is nothing worse than nausea & I think the Imagineers should find some way to keep it out of WDW. You are a great mom for pulling it together & doing everything your son wanted--I can't do those rides when I feel perfectly normal!

 

[Trentmom]

Hmmmm....I am thinking you are going to have a nasty sunburned head tomorrow............


Hoping I am wrong though

 

[Muffinygood]

This is the update you’ve been waiting for! The drama filled one...

We are riding on the bus from Epcot to MGM. This is a strange ride because it’s filled with people who are leaving one of the water parks. They are hauling beach toys and bags and kids and wet pool noodles. Quite a sight. Some of the kids look sunburned. N and I chat about riding the “big rides” at MGM while we ride.

I sit and try to absorb the air conditioning into my over-heated brain. I actually feel like I’m burning up inside. Way too warm. My stomach starts to hurt and that great friend, nausea, is back. The ride seems long but we finally arrive at the bus stop at MGM. This is where I finally realize that I’m somehow worse than in the past days. The walk from the buses to the gate feels like 5 miles. N is so happy, chattering on about the first ride. He is going straight to Rock n Roller Coaster because that’s his favorite one. We discuss whether there will be fast passes available at the park at this late hour. I think it’s around 6 pm.

We wind our way through the huge crowds milling around on Sunset Blvd. Part of the way we walk through the stores on the right side of the street since we still haven’t found something for DS14. The air conditioning feels really good inside the stores, and exiting is like being smacked with a hot, wet towel. We emerge finally into the scary crowd at the entrance to the RnRC area. The FPs are indeed sold out for the day. The standby line says the wait is 40 minutes but I’ve never seen it longer. It’s HUGE! We get into the line and start the wait. In fact, the line is sooo long that it’s overflowed the area that has a shade awning over it and we are standing in the sun. This unrelenting sun! I am drinking the water in “the cup” which I filled while N made a potty stop over on the main road. We strike up a conversation with the nice family behind us. They have never ridden this ride before. N proceeds to tell them that it goes 0 to 60 in 2.3 seconds. Shocked looks all around. This family consists of a mom, her son (CHUCK) and his wife (PAT). They are the Jones’ from Delaware. They are really nice and joke around with N while I stand there feeling worse and worse.
**Sidenote- It’s not the nausea this time. This time is different. I am hot. Feel like I’m burning up inside. My head hurts. I’m dizzy. end sidenote**

Pat looks me in the eye for a second and says, “Sit down. Right Now!” I say, “What? On the cement?” She places her hand at my elbow and says in a pretty strong voice, “Chuck, help her sit down.” I say, “What’s going on?” She’s on her knees on the ground next to me and her MIL next to her. She says we’re nurses and you don’t look so good. I say, “Well, I’ve been sick since I got here three days ago and I feel a bit dizzy.” They ask me when I ate last. Well, I had 4 french fries today. Ominous looks all around. Pat is asking me questions, most of which I don’t know the answers to or have forgotten now.
It’s all too much. I start to cry (which kills me because I’m there alone with N and he’s starting to look a bit worried) and say that he only wants to ride two more rides and then we’re done. We are going home tomorrow and it’s his birthday and I did everything else and I am not going to let him down now. Pat says that N will ride with them. I will go over to the wall and sit in the shade and wait for him. She gives me her cell number (typing it into my phone so that I have it) I tell her that N has a cell phone in his pocket too. They insist that he ride with them and I go sit down. N seems ok with this plan although I can tell you that upon returning home my DH and DS14 said that they knew I wasn’t ok when I let him go with perfect strangers onto the ride.

I go sit down and call my DH at home. He’s extremely worried. He says that he will call his parents (near Tampa) and have them meet me at the park and stay with me through the night. Neither of us realize at this point what is going on with me. But, I’m sufficiently scared that I think I need help. He says he’ll call me back. He does but it is to tell me that his parents are both in bed with 102 temperatures and the flu. He said that they assured him that if it’s an EMERGENCY they will be here immediately but they are worried that they’ll infect us. I say, no. They don’t feel well and I can’t ask them to drive over an hour, sick, to help me.

The ride wait must have been WAY longer than 40 minutes because the time goes by and goes by and they don’t come back. I talk to the DH most of the time and he is starting to freak out. He keeps it under wraps but I can tell. I’m pretty scared myself. I don’t know what’s wrong with me and I don’t know what to do. Poor N. He literally insisted on the bus that he did NOT want to do ANYTHING at MGM except this and ToT. I have to figure this out. Too bad that no matter how badly I want to do these things, I can’t seem to get my feet under me. I am feeling worse and worse. I’m still sniffling and the lady next to me asks if I’m ok. Finally, I see the MIL exit the ride and come towards me. She says, “You don’t look better.” She tells me that N is a funny little guy and he and Chuck were cracking jokes because she was too scared to ride after he told her how fast it went! I kept thanking her for taking N and that I really appreciated it but she insists that it made their wait way better. Pat and Chuck exit the ride with N. Pat says she bought the photo and she asks me to write down my email address so she can send me the photo after she scans it. I do this. At this point Chuck decides that he’s going for help. He finds a CM working at a food stand and tells him that he needs a wheelchair for a guest that is dizzy and sick. The CM says he can’t leave and he doesn’t have a radio but when he sees someone he’ll tell them. Chuck comes back to us at the wall and says, “I will carry you to the front of the park.” At this I laugh out loud! He’s huge. A wall of a man. He’s at least 6 foot 6 inches (my DH is 6’5” so I’m guessing as he’s a least bigger than him) and he’s probably 320 pounds! I say, “Chuck you look strong but you aren’t THAT strong.” He says, “ok then. I am going to walk holding your arm the whole way.” When I say that these people are living angels, I mean it. I’ve never felt so helpless in my whole life in that park, sick with my son and no one else in the world. They came along and took us up to protect us. He walks us along and when we get to the end of Sunset Blvd. he goes to the CM at the Guest Information counter and says, “I have a nice lady here who is having a medical emergency. She’s all alone with her son and I want a wheelchair and some help.”

Meanwhile, over at the bench I’m sitting on N has spotted the ice cream cart. I have totally forgotten that his only request all day was a frozen banana. He never asks for anything on this trip, but on the way out of Epcot he mentions that he wants one and I say we will get one as soon as we get to MGM. Poor N, he’s been lost in the shuffle. I give him money and send him over for a frozen banana and water. BUT, Pat and her MIL have beaten him to it. They’ve already bought me a water. And they promptly set him up with the banana and tell him to keep the money in his pocket. I cry again at the sheer kindness these people show us.

Chuck comes back with CM, Stephanie, who says,”How is everything over here?” I say not so great. She asks some questions and then says I am getting you a wheelchair. She says I highly recommend that you go to first aid. All I can think of at this point is that I want to get to the hotel and I don’t want to ride the bus but I will if I have to. I just don’t think I can walk to the bus. She says I think first aid because if you go there first I can then transport you to your hotel in my car and you won’t have to ride the bus. That’s sounding good to me so I agree to go. I feel bad about N missing the ToT but I don’t bring it up. He doesn’t seem to know just how bad things are and I am worried I’ll scare him more. Pat, Chuck and Mom hug us goodbye. They tell N that they loved riding with him and they wish us good luck. I can’t stop thanking them and finally Stephanie saves me by wheeling me away. She wishes N a happy birthday (he has on his pin) and asks if he’s had a good birthday? He says yes. She asks if he got to ride all the rides he wanted to ride. He says everything but ToT but that’s fine because Mom’s sick. She says, I’ll take care of that.

Stephanie wheels me into the first aid station where the nurse, Jean, comes to greet us at the door. Stephanie explains what she knows to Jean who takes me back to a small cubicle with a bed to lie on. She fetches me a cold, wet washcloth which feels like HEAVEN. She insists that I drink the rest of my water and gets me more. N also drinks some which is good because I realize I can’t remember when he’s had some thing to drink last. I talk with him and he seems fine. He’s not freaked out at all. Thank goodness! He goes to the potty and then comes back. Stephanie pops in to see me once or twice. The second time she comes in she asks if she can borrow N to take him on ToT. I am incredulous. This amazing place! These amazing people! I tell N make sure his phone is on, and kiss him. He says, “Feel better Momma.” I say, “I’m trying.” I kiss him and off he goes with Stephanie. In the meantime, I call the inlaws and tell them what’s going on and that I’m feeling pretty bad still but not over-heated anymore at least. Lying down has helped alot. They tell me to call and update them soon. I call DH and he’s saying he is going to fly there but he won’t be here till tomorrow morning. I try to talk him down. He’s wigged out because I am usually VERY capable. This is new to him. I tell him to wait, I think I’m feeling better. A white lie but he’s gotta stay home. Jean comes back to see me and says she thinks I need to go to the emergency room. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. She is probably right that I need IV fluids at this point but in my head is the resounding THRUM THRUM THRUM of “What about N?” I decide then and there that I WILL NOT go to the ER.

Finally, N and Stephanie arrive back at the First Aid building. N is so excited. She brought him to the front of the line. She set him up with a nice group of teenagers who were visiting the park that day. They immediately adopted N and insisted he ride with them. They high fived him all around for his birthday. They asked him if the ride scares him. He laughs and says, “No. Nothing scares me.” He’s very brave. They all decide to put their arms up when they drop and they all laugh and laugh. N has a great time riding and after Stephanie meets him at the exit and buys him the 8x10 to remember it by. She’s an angel also. Later as they are walking back to see me in First Aid, he sees some of the “big kids” and they yell, “HEY BIRTHDAY BOY!!”

N is so excited. His happy mood helps me feel better about my decision. I will live through the night and be fine. I should probably note that Jean, the nurse, has decided that I likely have a fever from whatever virus I've been fighting, heat stroke (darn shoulda got that hat) and am dehydrated. Even knowing that she's probably right, I can't go to the ER. I have to go to the hotel and get better on my own. Not sure now why this was so important to me. Clearly, I was delirious. I ask Stephanie to please bring us to the hotel. She agrees and goes to get the car.

Next update.........will I regret my decision?

 

[dodukes]

OMG, I have been reading along but my goodness, you must have been fellling awful!!! thank god that N is a good sport and it does seem like he had a great time on the trip and wow, im amazed at the great CM's, how kool for her to set him up to the front and get him the photo to remember!!, whata sweetheart!!

 

[jcc0621]

This is the update you’ve been waiting for! The drama filled one...

We are riding on the bus from Epcot to MGM. This is a strange ride because it’s filled with people who are leaving one of the water parks. They are hauling beach toys and bags and kids and wet pool noodles. Quite a sight. Some of the kids look sunburned. N and I chat about riding the “big rides” at MGM while we ride.

I sit and try to absorb the air conditioning into my over-heated brain. I actually feel like I’m burning up inside. Way too warm. My stomach starts to hurt and that great friend, nausea, is back. The ride seems long but we finally arrive at the bus stop at MGM. This is where I finally realize that I’m somehow worse than in the past days. The walk from the buses to the gate feels like 5 miles. N is so happy, chattering on about the first ride. He is going straight to Rock n Roller Coaster because that’s his favorite one. We discuss whether there will be fast passes available at the park at this late hour. I think it’s around 6 pm.

We wind our way through the huge crowds milling around on Sunset Blvd. Part of the way we walk through the stores on the right side of the street since we still haven’t found something for DS14. The air conditioning feels really good inside the stores, and exiting is like being smacked with a hot, wet towel. We emerge finally into the scary crowd at the entrance to the RnRC area. The FPs are indeed sold out for the day. The standby line says the wait is 40 minutes but I’ve never seen it longer. It’s HUGE! We get into the line and start the wait. In fact, the line is sooo long that it’s overflowed the area that has a shade awning over it and we are standing in the sun. This unrelenting sun! I am drinking the water in “the cup” which I filled while N made a potty stop over on the main road. We strike up a conversation with the nice family behind us. They have never ridden this ride before. N proceeds to tell them that it goes 0 to 60 in 2.3 seconds. Shocked looks all around. This family consists of a mom, her son (CHUCK) and his wife (PAT). They are the Jones’ from Delaware. They are really nice and joke around with N while I stand there feeling worse and worse.
**Sidenote- It’s not the nausea this time. This time is different. I am hot. Feel like I’m burning up inside. My head hurts. I’m dizzy. end sidenote**

Pat looks me in the eye for a second and says, “Sit down. Right Now!” I say, “What? On the cement?” She places her hand at my elbow and says in a pretty strong voice, “Chuck, help her sit down.” I say, “What’s going on?” She’s on her knees on the ground next to me and her MIL next to her. She says we’re nurses and you don’t look so good. I say, “Well, I’ve been sick since I got here three days ago and I feel a bit dizzy.” They ask me when I ate last. Well, I had 4 french fries today. Ominous looks all around. Pat is asking me questions, most of which I don’t know the answers to or have forgotten now.
It’s all too much. I start to cry (which kills me because I’m there alone with N and he’s starting to look a bit worried) and say that he only wants to ride two more rides and then we’re done. We are going home tomorrow and it’s his birthday and I did everything else and I am not going to let him down now. Pat says that N will ride with them. I will go over to the wall and sit in the shade and wait for him. She gives me her cell number (typing it into my phone so that I have it) I tell her that N has a cell phone in his pocket too. They insist that he ride with them and I go sit down. N seems ok with this plan although I can tell you that upon returning home my DH and DS14 said that they knew I wasn’t ok when I let him go with perfect strangers onto the ride.

I go sit down and call my DH at home. He’s extremely worried. He says that he will call his parents (near Tampa) and have them meet me at the park and stay with me through the night. Neither of us realize at this point what is going on with me. But, I’m sufficiently scared that I think I need help. He says he’ll call me back. He does but it is to tell me that his parents are both in bed with 102 temperatures and the flu. He said that they assured him that if it’s an EMERGENCY they will be here immediately but they are worried that they’ll infect us. I say, no. They don’t feel well and I can’t ask them to drive over an hour, sick, to help me.

The ride wait must have been WAY longer than 40 minutes because the time goes by and goes by and they don’t come back. I talk to the DH most of the time and he is starting to freak out. He keeps it under wraps but I can tell. I’m pretty scared myself. I don’t know what’s wrong with me and I don’t know what to do. Poor N. He literally insisted on the bus that he did NOT want to do ANYTHING at MGM except this and ToT. I have to figure this out. Too bad that no matter how badly I want to do these things, I can’t seem to get my feet under me. I am feeling worse and worse. I’m still sniffling and the lady next to me asks if I’m ok. Finally, I see the MIL exit the ride and come towards me. She says, “You don’t look better.” She tells me that N is a funny little guy and he and Chuck were cracking jokes because she was too scared to ride after he told her how fast it went! I kept thanking her for taking N and that I really appreciated it but she insists that it made their wait way better. Pat and Chuck exit the ride with N. Pat says she bought the photo and she asks me to write down my email address so she can send me the photo after she scans it. I do this. At this point Chuck decides that he’s going for help. He finds a CM working at a food stand and tells him that he needs a wheelchair for a guest that is dizzy and sick. The CM says he can’t leave and he doesn’t have a radio but when he sees someone he’ll tell them. Chuck comes back to us at the wall and says, “I will carry you to the front of the park.” At this I laugh out loud! He’s huge. A wall of a man. He’s at least 6 foot 6 inches (my DH is 6’5” so I’m guessing as he’s a least bigger than him) and he’s probably 320 pounds! I say, “Chuck you look strong but you aren’t THAT strong.” He says, “ok then. I am going to walk holding your arm the whole way.” When I say that these people are living angels, I mean it. I’ve never felt so helpless in my whole life in that park, sick with my son and no one else in the world. They came along and took us up to protect us. He walks us along and when we get to the end of Sunset Blvd. he goes to the CM at the Guest Information counter and says, “I have a nice lady here who is having a medical emergency. She’s all alone with her son and I want a wheelchair and some help.”

Meanwhile, over at the bench I’m sitting on N has spotted the ice cream cart. I have totally forgotten that his only request all day was a frozen banana. He never asks for anything on this trip, but on the way out of Epcot he mentions that he wants one and I say we will get one as soon as we get to MGM. Poor N, he’s been lost in the shuffle. I give him money and send him over for a frozen banana and water. BUT, Pat and her MIL have beaten him to it. They’ve already bought me a water. And they promptly set him up with the banana and tell him to keep the money in his pocket. I cry again at the sheer kindness these people show us.

Chuck comes back with CM, Stephanie, who says,”How is everything over here?” I say not so great. She asks some questions and then says I am getting you a wheelchair. She says I highly recommend that you go to first aid. All I can think of at this point is that I want to get to the hotel and I don’t want to ride the bus but I will if I have to. I just don’t think I can walk to the bus. She says I think first aid because if you go there first I can then transport you to your hotel in my car and you won’t have to ride the bus. That’s sounding good to me so I agree to go. I feel bad about N missing the ToT but I don’t bring it up. He doesn’t seem to know just how bad things are and I am worried I’ll scare him more. Pat, Chuck and Mom hug us goodbye. They tell N that they loved riding with him and they wish us good luck. I can’t stop thanking them and finally Stephanie saves me by wheeling me away. She wishes N a happy birthday (he has on his pin) and asks if he’s had a good birthday? He says yes. She asks if he got to ride all the rides he wanted to ride. He says everything but ToT but that’s fine because Mom’s sick. She says, I’ll take care of that.

Stephanie wheels me into the first aid station where the nurse, Jean, comes to greet us at the door. Stephanie explains what she knows to Jean who takes me back to a small cubicle with a bed to lie on. She fetches me a cold, wet washcloth which feels like HEAVEN. She insists that I drink the rest of my water and gets me more. N also drinks some which is good because I realize I can’t remember when he’s had some thing to drink last. I talk with him and he seems fine. He’s not freaked out at all. Thank goodness! He goes to the potty and then comes back. Stephanie pops in to see me once or twice. The second time she comes in she asks if she can borrow N to take him on ToT. I am incredulous. This amazing place! These amazing people! I tell N make sure his phone is on, and kiss him. He says, “Feel better Momma.” I say, “I’m trying.” I kiss him and off he goes with Stephanie. In the meantime, I call the inlaws and tell them what’s going on and that I’m feeling pretty bad still but not over-heated anymore at least. Lying down has helped alot. They tell me to call and update them soon. I call DH and he’s saying he is going to fly there but he won’t be here till tomorrow morning. I try to talk him down. He’s wigged out because I am usually VERY capable. This is new to him. I tell him to wait, I think I’m feeling better. A white lie but he’s gotta stay home. Jean comes back to see me and says she thinks I need to go to the emergency room. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. She is probably right that I need IV fluids at this point but in my head is the resounding THRUM THRUM THRUM of “What about N?” I decide then and there that I WILL NOT go to the ER.

Finally, N and Stephanie arrive back at the First Aid building. N is so excited. She brought him to the front of the line. She set him up with a nice group of teenagers who were visiting the park that day. They immediately adopted N and insisted he ride with them. They high fived him all around for his birthday. They asked him if the ride scares him. He laughs and says, “No. Nothing scares me.” He’s very brave. They all decide to put their arms up when they drop and they all laugh and laugh. N has a great time riding and after Stephanie meets him at the exit and buys him the 8x10 to remember it by. She’s an angel also. Later as they are walking back to see me in First Aid, he sees some of the “big kids” and they yell, “HEY BIRTHDAY BOY!!”

N is so excited. His happy mood helps me feel better about my decision. I will live through the night and be fine. I should probably note that Jean, the nurse, has decided that I likely have a fever from whatever virus I've been fighting, heat stroke (darn shoulda got that hat) and am dehydrated. Even knowing that she's probably right, I can't go to the ER. I have to go to the hotel and get better on my own. Not sure now why this was so important to me. Clearly, I was delirious. I ask Stephanie to please bring us to the hotel. She agrees and goes to get the car.

Next update.........will I regret my decision?

LEt me just say that I am feeling so bad for you right now. THere is no feeling worse in the world than feeling that you have let you kids down. Here is a , even though it is over now, we can always use one.

The family that assisted you were fabulous And how cool that the CM took N to the front of the line for ToT and bought him the pic.

This is what the Disney Magic is all about

 

[Lifelong_Dreamer]

Wow, what a horrible afternoon for you.

That family that you meet in line were amazing. That was so nice of them to take N on the ride and then make sure that you got to First Aid. Even bought N his frozen banana.

Stephanie and the first aid staff sound wonderful as well. I love how Disney makes sure that you have a great trip even when unfortunate circumstances befall you. N still got to do TOT while you got taken care of. I really hope that resting at the hotel helps and that you do not get any worse.

 

[Disneyolic]

I just can't believe what happened to you. I feel so bad for you. But definitely Someone was looking out for you when you entered the line for RnRC. You had the perfect people to be next to and help you. I am also very happy that Stephanie took care of N with his ToT request.

I have had heat stroke in the past on a trip to Bermuda. I fainted in the middle of a street and refused to go to the ER. I was ordered by a wonderful police woman to go straight to my hotel room for the remainder of the day and night and drink a lot of orange juice. Which I did and thank goodness it was pre-kid days. I was able to take care of myself and by the next day I was just about back to normal.

You really have to watch it and that is why I always have water on hand on any vacation!

 

[Muffinygood]

Ok, we have 2200 views according the the trip report page. Where are all you lurkers hiding?????



Come out, come out wherever you are!

Come on. Say hi. Don't be so shy!

 

[dismom9761]

First let me say I need a name to call you.Even a made up one will be fine.

Second, I hate that you got so sick. The family and CMs were great and I am so glad that they were there at the right time.

I love the pic of N on TOT. Even though you were so sick there was still pixie dust for him.

I hope getting to the resort did the trick.

 

[Muffinygood]

Ha! Ok, you can call me Mel. That's what everyone else calls me.

Gonna respond to all the other comments tonight!!

 

[scottny]

ok I thought you were getting better. I am so sorry that it hit you like that. What great people you met in line. They were so nice. (Did she email the pic like she said)?
The CM Stephanie was so nice to take N to TOT so he could ride it.

A not so great update but at least N got to do the 2 rides he wanted and had his frozen banana.

 

[Muffinygood]

Just tuning in. I'm sorry you were sick at Disney. There is nothing worse than nausea & I think the Imagineers should find some way to keep it out of WDW. You are a great mom for pulling it together & doing everything your son wanted--I can't do those rides when I feel perfectly normal!

No supermom here. I was just determined to not ruin his trip. If you can figure out how to get them to get rid of the nausea please tell me! Thanks for reading!

Hmmmm....I am thinking you are going to have a nasty sunburned head tomorrow............


Hoping I am wrong though

You were close, Trentmom! GOOD guessing. Thanks for reading. The TR gets all warm and fuzzy from now on.

OMG, I have been reading along but my goodness, you must have been fellling awful!!! thank god that N is a good sport and it does seem like he had a great time on the trip and wow, im amazed at the great CM's, how kool for her to set him up to the front and get him the photo to remember!!, whata sweetheart!!

I wrote to Disney as soon as we got home and let them know how wonderful the CMs were at the parks. And the room service staff. And the chef at Narcoossee's, etc. They were ALL wonderful. Thanks for coming out to say hi. And thanks for reading!!

LEt me just say that I am feeling so bad for you right now. THere is no feeling worse in the world than feeling that you have let you kids down. Here is a , even though it is over now, we can always use one.

The family that assisted you were fabulous And how cool that the CM took N to the front of the line for ToT and bought him the pic.

This is what the Disney Magic is all about

I wasn't shocked that they did those wonderful things but I was VERY thankful. We've never had anything but good experiences at Disney. That is why I chose their parks/resorts over ANY OTHER vacation. It's sad really. The ToT picture just says it all to me. N is having a wonderful time and it shows. That's all I wanted. Thanks for reading along!

Wow, what a horrible afternoon for you.

That family that you meet in line were amazing. That was so nice of them to take N on the ride and then make sure that you got to First Aid. Even bought N his frozen banana.

Stephanie and the first aid staff sound wonderful as well. I love how Disney makes sure that you have a great trip even when unfortunate circumstances befall you. N still got to do TOT while you got taken care of. I really hope that resting at the hotel helps and that you do not get any worse.

Things are getting better all the time. The TR takes a sunny, happy upswing next update! He loved that frozen banana! He was looking forward to it all day! Thanks for reading along.

I just can't believe what happened to you. I feel so bad for you. But definitely Someone was looking out for you when you entered the line for RnRC. You had the perfect people to be next to and help you. I am also very happy that Stephanie took care of N with his ToT request.

I have had heat stroke in the past on a trip to Bermuda. I fainted in the middle of a street and refused to go to the ER. I was ordered by a wonderful police woman to go straight to my hotel room for the remainder of the day and night and drink a lot of orange juice. Which I did and thank goodness it was pre-kid days. I was able to take care of myself and by the next day I was just about back to normal.

You really have to watch it and that is why I always have water on hand on any vacation!

What's funny is that I have been reading your TR and the post you mention that in (I think it's 1291) I have a note to mention that in my update but I forgot to add it in. I read your TR and I thought, "OK, so it WAS heatstroke!!" I still wasn't sure after all this time! That nurse was pretty insistent that I needed medical care but I know she probably has liability issues to deal with if she doesn't recommend that. Thanks for continuing to read. I hope you tune in for the upcoming updates, they are going to get happier!!

First let me say I need a name to call you.Even a made up one will be fine.

Second, I hate that you got so sick. The family and CMs were great and I am so glad that they were there at the right time.

I love the pic of N on TOT. Even though you were so sick there was still pixie dust for him.

I hope getting to the resort did the trick.

Tune in for the happier part of the TR. And yes, the CMs and the Jones' were so wonderful. I really believe that they were angels. N loves this pic of him on ToT. He loved hanging out with the "big kids." Thanks for the And you can definitely call me Mel. (in case you didn't see my above post)

ok I thought you were getting better. I am so sorry that it hit you like that. What great people you met in line. They were so nice. (Did she email the pic like she said)?
The CM Stephanie was so nice to take N to TOT so he could ride it.

A not so great update but at least N got to do the 2 rides he wanted and had his frozen banana.

That frozen banana was the highlight of his day! Maybe the whole trip! No, no email picture yet but I can cut them some slack seeing as though they basically saved my life and made N's day. The TR is going to get really good now. All happy and rainbows.... Thanks for reading!!

 

[Donald is #1]

Heatstroke!!! You must have been scared out of your mind!

I am so impressed to hear about the family and the CMs who helped you. It is amazing the people that you can meet when you least expect it.

So, were you ok in the room that night?

 

[Muffinygood]

Heatstroke!!! You must have been scared out of your mind!

I am so impressed to hear about the family and the CMs who helped you. It is amazing the people that you can meet when you least expect it.

So, were you ok in the room that night?

I was SO scared. As I said, I'm pretty capable usually so this was quite a shock to me. The people that were in that line and the CMs were amazing. This is why I go to Disney in the first place!! Thanks for reading! Tune in next time for the happy part.

 

[cmp1111]

Oh, what a trip! I've been away and am just catching up...

I'm so sorry this happened to you, but what magic helpers you had. I'm glad that we're having an upswing for the next update.

My DH calls me one of the strongest people he knows, and I am just terrible at being sick. I can't let go and NOT do the things I think I should be doing. I can only imagine the heartsick feeling of fearing letting your child down, not in the regular "gotta make dinner, take you do tennis" way, but at WDW...

 

[Muffinygood]

Oh, what a trip! I've been away and am just catching up...

I'm so sorry this happened to you, but what magic helpers you had. I'm glad that we're having an upswing for the next update.

My DH calls me one of the strongest people he knows, and I am just terrible at being sick. I can't let go and NOT do the things I think I should be doing. I can only imagine the heartsick feeling of fearing letting your child down, not in the regular "gotta make dinner, take you do tennis" way, but at WDW...

Thanks! Yes, it was very....trying. I like to pride myself on my ability to handle various stressful experiences without having a real problem. This one was completely out of my hands. I just had to roll with it. Though my DH has now FORBIDDEN me to EVER going ANYWHERE without him EVER again!

Thanks for reading. New update tonight or tomorrow morning.

 

[Trentmom]

Wow...What an update.

That must have been so scary.

You truly were blessed by an angel having htose wonderful guests with you in line and taking care of you and still seeing that your son have a wonderful bday

That cm, Stephanie, that was so cool that she made sure your ds got on TOT and what a nice bunch of teenagers. That is so heartwarming

I relaly hope you are fine back at the hotel. Having to go to ER is scary, especially wen you are away from your home, with just your ds....

 

[DisneyJo]

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